All Chapters of Desire Diaries : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

22 Chapters

Extreme with my Yoga teacher (1)

Sarah POV I have always known I have a certain vibe but I don't try to hide it and in fact I lean into it, as I wear tight leggings and the thinnest sports bra. I make sure that my movements are just too slow and a little too deliberate but I love attention. Every Tuesday and Thursday, I go to yoga but I'm not there for the zen or the stretching. I'm there for Joe. Joe is… something else, he's got this calm logical way about him which he doesn't flirt or wink but speaks in a professional tone that makes him seem completely untouchable. That's exactly why every woman in that studio is absolutely drooling over him. I can see it in the way, they stretch a little too far just to get a glimpse of his chest. And me? I'm the worst of them all because the other girls are trying to find their center while I'm usually lying on the mat, feeling my pussy get absolutely drenched. Just hearing Joe's deep voice gets me so horny that it makes me ache and I would spend half of the class imaginin

Extreme with my Yoga teacher (2)

Sarah POV “If Joe thinks that he can get rid of me so easily, then he's wasting his time.” I muttered while staring at him. But I noticed that something felt off about him. I rolled out my mat and took a deep breath as I waited for his usual calm voice to guide us through the flow.He gave the usual cues of inhale and exhale, shift weight but his eyes never lingered on me which he scanned the room and nodded at Chelsea giving her a quick smile as he moved on. “Did I do something wrong?” I wondered about biting the inside of my cheek. We moved into a series of standing poses which the studio felt warm and intense with the low music enough to hear our breaths. I could feel my pussy throbbing each time I shifted my weight with the thought of Joe's hands on me as I kept my eyes closed. I tried to stay in the present even though my mind kept drifting back to the way he squeezed my nipples last week and whispered into my ears. I still can't believe he left me shaking and confused. “W

Extreme with my Yoga teacher (3)

Sarah POVI didn't leave because I couldn't, I stood there in the middle of the studio as my heart kept on hammering against my ribs watching other women filter out. My pussy was still throbbing that every movement felt like a tease which was driving me insane. I was so desperate that I needed to know why he would look through me today and pick Chelsea. I hate the fact that Chelsea was acting like her only purpose is to be Joe's toy. I started rolling up my mat but my hands were shaking from the thought of Joe's hand over Chelsea's mouth. The way he just took her so effortlessly drives me crazy and I had spent months trying to get a signal from him with all my right poses, but after getting what he wanted from me he just ignored me for Chelsea. “Chelsea is so fucking irritating because why is she so eager to have him and always laughing like a hyena.” I muttered while staring at her. The thought of Chelsea tasting Joe and feeling him inside her made me want to scream and moan at

Facing my Demons

Bella P.O.V “I just can't do it anymore, Dr. Anis. I can't close my eyes without feeling it.”I shifted in the leather chair as fingers twisting together. My therapist looked at me with that patient, clinical expression that usually calmed me but today it just felt dismissive. “Feeling what, exactly, Bella?” he asked, scribbling something on his notepad. “Like someone is in the room. Right there, in the corner. I can feel eyes on me the second I turn off the lamp. It's not a sound or a shadow, it's just… a presence. Like I'm being hunted in my own bed.” I muttered. Dr. Aris sighed softly and set the pen down. “Bella, we have talked about this. Anxiety often manifests as hyper vigilance. Your brain is creating a narrative to explain why you are stressed. There is no one in your room. It is entirely on your head.” he said. “It doesn't feel like it's in my head,” I whispered. “Which is why we're going to try something new. I'm prescribing a mild sedative. It will quiet the noise in

The Picnic Trap

Lily POV“I can't believe you actually did this, Frank. It's beautiful.” I said. I beamed at him looking around the secluded patch of grass. He has packed a whole basket which had wine, cheese and fruits. For the last few weeks, he has been a complete prick and distant which I spent my nights wondering what I had done wrong. Seeing him now, smiling and acting like the man I fell in love with, made my heart swell. “I just wanted to make it up to you, Lily,” Frank said, pouring two glasses of wine. “I know I have been a dick lately. I wanted today to be about us.”“Thank you. Really. It means a lot that you noticed,” I said, leaning in to kiss his cheek. We sat there for a few minutes talking about our future, laughing at old jokes. But as the conversation drifted, I noticed a change in him. He wasn't really listening anymore as his eyes kept scanning my body lingering on my chest and the way my dress hugged my hips. He was breathing heavier while his leg was bouncing with a rest

The Library (1)

Gina POVI have always been the girl who blends into the wallpaper while everyone is out partying or dating. I'm usually tucked away in the university library surrounded by the smell of old and silence which is my sanctuary. The only place where I don't feel the crushing weight of being the “lonely girl.”I was walking toward the history section when I heard them, three girls from my sociology class huddled in a circle whispering and giggling. I slowed my pace not meaning to eavesdrop but their vices were loud enough to catch. “I'm telling you girls, the best part is when he does it from behind,” one of them whispered, her voice screaming with excitement that I didn't recognize. “Doggie style is just… it hits differently. You can't see his face but you can feel everything.”“Right?” the other replied. “But I prefer it when they pin your arms back. That feeling of just being completely taken over…It's a total rush.”I froze. My heart started hammering against my ribs. “Gosh here is

The Library (2)

Gina POV I shifted my seat as the lecture hall chair kept digging into my thighs as I could feel that familiar ache. I was already soaking wet as my panties kept clinging to me in a way that made it impossible to focus on the professor's lecture. I kept crossing and uncrossing my legs trying to stifle a moan and all I could fucking think about was the library. “I need to get out of here and find a spot to release this damn tension.” I muttered. The second the class ended I bolted and didn't wait for my friend's as I ran toward the library. I was already imagining which book I would pick today which would be something filthier than the last one. “Oh my god!” I'm so sorry!” I gasped, stumbling back clutching on my bag.I looked up and realized I had just run into the librarian. He had a calm expression that didn't quite hide the intensity in his eyes. “It's fine, Gina. No need to rush,” he said. He paused as his gaze scanned my face and then drifted down my body. “You look incre

The Club

Peter POVI stood in the middle of the living room because I couldn't take it anymore. The constant belittling, the sneers and the way she looked at me like I was some kind of inconvenience in her life. “Clara, you always do this every time and it's so fucking tiring!” I yelled. Clara didn’t even look at me at first as she just kept adjusting her makeup in the mirror looking perfectly composed while I was faking apart. “Oh please stop whining, Peter. Always acting like you are better than everyone. Typical Peter. Grow the fuck up.” she said. The words hit me like a slap. “Grow the fuck up? Wow. You literally do nothing but to spend my fucking money! No wonder you are so damn boring in bed!” I voiced out. Clara stopped. She turned around, a cruel mocking smile spreading across her lips as her laugh echoed through the room. “Awww, that's so bad. Besides, it's not my fault you have a small piiipiii.”I froze as my blood kept rushing to my face because I wanted to say something. Anyt

The harvest

Mila POV I have worked at this high-end fruit market for two years, and it’s not just a shop, it’s a gallery of the most exotic produce in the city.But for me, the highlight of every Saturday isn't the arrival of the rare dragon fruit or the gold kiwis, it's Adrian.He’s mysterious, effortlessly handsome, and has a specific ritual. Every single week, he comes in and buys the ripest peaches, the deepest red strawberries, and the glossiest cherries. He never tells me what he does with them, which only makes the tension between us thicker."You're doing it again, Mila," Adrian teased this past Saturday, leaning against the counter as I bagged his cherries. "Always recommending the absolute sweetest fruit. Are you trying to spoil me, or are you just showing off your expertise?"I rolled my eyes, though I couldn't stop the smile from tugging at my lips. "Maybe I just want my most loyal customer to have the best. Besides, someone has to make sure you don't accidentally buy a sour one and

Truth or Dare

Stella POVI'm so happy that we just finished our final exams, three grueling weeks of all‑night cramming, caffeine shakes, and the kind of relief that makes you want to scream into a pillow and then laugh until your ribs ache.I was perched on the edge of the sagging couch with a half‑empty bottle of cheap rosé balanced on my knee when the idea hit me like a flash of neon.“Okay, listen up,” I said, my voice a little too loud over the music, eyes sparkling with mischief. “We’ve crushed those exams. We deserve something… a little more fun than just another round of shots. How about truth or dare? Classic, but with a twist, let’s make it dirty.”Nicole, who had been nursing a gin and tonic, snorted into her glass. “You’re on, Stella. I’m always down for a game.”Michelle, cheeks flushed from the wine, giggled and nudged me with her elbow. “Just don’t make us do anything we’ll regret tomorrow, yeah?”I grinned, feeling the familiar thrill of being the instigator. “Deal. No regrets, only

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